Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

This time, there was no need for seasoning, and some big brothers of the perverted generation lost a chance to show their courtesy. Mo Heng grandly spread a large piece of snow-white paper on the table, except for the black ink, the rest They were all taken away, and there was a writing brush on the left and right. Amid the amazement of the crowd, Mo Heng raised the brush and dipped in the ink with both hands indifferently at the same time...

The man in white clothes and black hair stood in the middle, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, just immersed in his own world, writing with both hands, with different characters in the left and right hands, and the left hand wrote:

In the cold autumn of independence, the Xiangjiang River goes north, at the head of Juzizhou.See Wanshan is red all over, and the forests are all dyed;Eagles strike the sky, fish fly in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom.Feeling melancholy, I asked the boundless earth, who is in charge of the ups and downs?

On the right hand it reads:

Bringing a hundred lovers for a trip, recalling the long and sturdy years of the past.The classmate is a young man, and he is prosperous.Instructing the country, stimulating the writing, the dung was ten thousand households back then.Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream, the waves stop the boat?

The running script last time was amazing. The strength of the left wrist is limited, so I usually would not choose this kind of wild font, but Mo Heng not only chose such a font, this time he also directly used wild cursive...

People can't believe that the wild and unrestrained cursive style on the paper was written by the man in front of him who is as elegant as an orchid in an empty valley, and as quiet and beautiful as a fairy king in the sky. He really makes people unbelievable, but Mo Heng is What was written on the spot cannot be faked at all.

After a word was finished, Mo Heng was also dripping with sweat. Looking at the words on the paper, Mo Heng showed a satisfied smile. The strength of his body holding the pen is a bit weak, but it is still at the level of seven or eight in his previous life. It's okay, so that he will have room to improve slowly in the future.

Putting down the pen, Mo Heng rubbed his aching hands, and this action made all the wolves, ahem, the young masters feel distressed, and wished he could immediately go to rub the wrists for the beautiful woman.

"What's the matter?" But there is a man here who can make everyone jealous to death, and that is Mo Ze. When Mo Heng dropped his pen and rubbed his wrist, Mo Ze walked over like the emperor asking for instructions. It's not his turn.

Facing Mo Ze, Mo Heng didn't have the aura that strangers should not enter, so he smiled lightly. "It's okay, my wrist is a little sore, I haven't written for a long time, I wrote too much at once." What Mo Heng said was the truth, he had indeed not written for a long time, so he was a little rusty.

"You..." The doting and helpless tone showed that this fairy-like man in white clothes had a helpless side.

Mo Heng just chuckled, and then let his right hand be held by Mo Ze. Mo Ze didn't care about Mo Ze's image in the public, and Mo Heng didn't care about other people's eyes at all. When the eunuch picked up Mo Heng's words to show the emperor , Mo Ze also took Mo Heng aside and rubbed his hands gently to relieve the pressure on his hands.

Wordless warmth spread between the two brothers. When everyone was admiring Mo Heng's calligraphy and marveling at his neat writing, Mo Ze gently rubbed his hands for him. Of course, some people looked at Mo Heng with envy. , everyone wished to replace Mo Ze, among them Li Moyuan was the most, he was the one who was qualified to touch those hands...

When everyone was jealous, envious, and wished to kill Mo Ze with their eyes, Mo Ze enjoyed the beautiful man's cuddling indifferently, and usually rubbed Mo Heng's hands, while taking the opportunity to pass some pieces of fruit to Mo Heng, without any regard for the crowd. That Lingchi look was in his eyes.

Xiao Mian, you should be jealous, this is my brother, my Mo Ze's brother Bing Qing Yu Jie is not something ordinary people like you can touch, and I am the only one in this world who can make Mo Heng trust so much...

The emperor looked at the picture written by Mo Heng for a long time, but after reading it, something seemed to flash in his eyes, and his eyes were only fixed on the sentence: Ask the vast land, who is in charge of the ups and downs.

It's a good one who decides ups and downs, the emperor seems to have something more in his eyes when he looks at Mo Heng, he is no longer simply treating him as an ordinary man, but as a descendant of Mo Ziyan, the patron saint of Tianyao.

Although Mo Heng is only 17 years old, he is also the son of Tianyao's patron saint. With such a father, how could he have a mediocre son?How could the tiger father have dogs?

After a while, Mo Heng's hands were not as sore as before. The emperor instructed everyone to pass on the words Mo Heng just wrote. His hands formed a book, and the two books were different. If they hadn't seen the words on the spot, they would never have believed it. This is written by the left and right hands at the same time, the handwriting is exactly the same...

Good words, good poems... Mo Heng, what kind of man are you, 17 years of stupidity, what happened in your world? For 17 years, you have been like a puppet without a soul, why did the situation change overnight, and you like Mo Heng are silent, but once you sing, you are amazing...

"Father, now is the time to reward Mo Heng." The prince looked at Mo Heng with a smile, and then smiled as the emperor suggested, but there was a trace of tenderness on his domineering face, and the royal nobility was tainted by secular men. Prince Li Haotian unabashedly showed his admiration for Mo Heng.

"Such a talented person will be rewarded heavily. Tell me, Mo Heng, what do you want me to reward you?" What kind of character is Heng.

Mo Heng took a look at Li Moyuan, who was sitting in the front. For some reason, Li Moyuan felt a little uneasy when Mo Heng looked at him like this, and his hand holding Long Pei became tighter and tighter. The black jade on his body was exchanged.

Feeling more and more uneasy, he wanted to get up to stop something, but found that he didn't seem to have any stance. Li Moyuan looked at Mo Heng who was getting up slowly, and kept comforting himself in his heart. This is a disgrace to the Mohists, isn't it? As long as Li Moyuan doesn't mention it, then everyone can expose what happened that day.

Mo Heng, don't, don't mention the divorce... Li Moyuan looked at Mo Heng with a request in his eyes, but Mo Heng responded with a mocking smile.

Li Moyuan, I can't forget the arrogance you used to suppress our Mo family that day, I can't forget the disgust in your eyes, I can't forget the self-righteous arrogance in your eyes...

Mo Heng walked to the center and untied Mo Yu pinned to his waist. "Boom..." Following her actions, those who knew the matter were delighted. The Mo family, Mo Heng, was a man without a master, but Li Moyuan sat down in a daze. Mo Heng...

"Your Majesty, the engagement between the minister and the King of the South Courtyard Li Moyuan was terminated a few days ago. This is the engagement token returned by the King of the South Courtyard and the Ninth Prince in person." Holding Mo Yu in both hands, Mo Heng looked at the Emperor, but the corner of his eye was not clear. It was to look at Li Moyuan, to know that Li Moyuan had no way out.

"Mo Heng..." Hearing about Mo Heng's work, Li Moyuan immediately stood up, he didn't want to divorce, he regretted it, he regretted it...

"Great King of the Southern Courtyard, please call me Young Master Mo, we don't know each other that well." Hearing Li Moyuan's voice, Mo Heng pushed back unceremoniously, with a distant but polite tone.

King of Nanyuan, in the 30th year of Hedong and 30th year of Hexi, at the beginning you came to divorce the marriage so arrogantly, you did not hesitate to use the royal prestige to suppress my Mo family, what about now?I, Mo Heng, want to take it back one by one...

Everyone looked at this scene and blinked their eyes. The engagement with Li Moyuan and Mo Heng was officially broken. The men all looked at Li Moyuan with great sympathy, alas...

Such a beautiful woman is close at hand, but because of short-sightedness, she is so far away, but the sympathy is sympathetic, everyone is very happy at this time, if there is no Li Moyuan's divorce, how can they have a chance, now there is no master, everyone has a possibility .

"Mo Yuan, did you really come to divorce?" The emperor's tone was full of inquiries, and he looked at Li Moyuan slightly puzzled, but he had nothing to say when he saw the Mo Yu in Mo Heng's hand. knew.

Li Moyuan, Tianyao Pianpian and Zhuo Shijia's son, the man who has been admired by thousands of men and women now has a face of bitterness and regret. Hearing the emperor's question and looking at the young men who are staring at him, Li Moyuan is the first The first time I hated myself for acting impulsively, but now I am riding a tiger. Instead of embarrassing myself, it is better to generously give myself another chance to win.

In a flash, Li Moyuan returned to that elegant gentleman again, and his tone was no longer depressed, and he spoke very frankly. "Yes, Your Majesty, my engagement with Young Master Mo Heng's parents has been rescinded."

Li Moyuan specifically emphasized that it was a marriage contract ordered by his parents, which meant that the marriage contract was rescinded, but his heart for the beautiful woman had never been rescinded, not only did he not resign, but he had a long life, and Mo Heng belonged to Li Moyuan without the marriage contract.

Everyone understands this subtext, but everyone pretends that they don't understand it. The beauty is free, and it's up to each other at that time.

"So, Mo Heng, do you want me to give you a marriage?" The emperor just felt sorry for this nephew when he heard Li Moyuan's words, and didn't say much. Now that he heard Mo Heng's words, he thought that Mo Heng wanted to force Li Moyuan to get married, so... ...He is willing, after all, such a troublesome man can get married sooner and be at ease sooner.

The emperor's words made Li Moyuan's heart sore, the emperor was very puzzled by Mo Heng, although this was the second time he met Mo Heng, but how could Li Moyuan, a proud man with a temper like Mo Heng, allow it.

I saw Mo Heng shook his head, his tone was very sincere, and his knees fell to the ground. "Your Majesty, Mo Heng implores the Emperor to grant Mo Heng the freedom of marriage, so that Mo Heng can decide who he wants to marry and when he will marry in his life."

With a very flat tone and a very calm attitude, Mo Heng used this calm and breezy attitude to say things that men in this world would never dare to think about.

Marriage is independent. In this era, no matter whether a man or a woman is independent, it is impossible for them to be independent.

"Why do you have such an idea?" The emperor looked at the man kneeling on the ground, and said such bold words so calmly. Could it be that this man who can write about the past, counting romantic figures and looking at the current man is really so bad? simple?Isn't this man's heart comparable to that of ordinary people?The emperor looked at Mo Heng's eyes with deep thought, this man is too dazzling...

Mo Heng knelt silently, of course he knew how surprising it would be if he said those words, he was poisoned by marriage last time, this time Nangong Chenli, that is, Mo Heng, would never allow himself to repeat that path.

"Your Majesty, Mo Heng is determined to follow in his father's footsteps. Mo Heng doesn't want to marry or marry."

thump...

In a word, everyone was shocked by what Mo Heng said about marriage autonomy, but when they heard what Mo Heng said, everyone was even more shocked. What exactly is this man going to do?

"Mo Heng..." Li Moyuan retreated again and again. Is this Mo Heng directly rejecting the marriage?Mo Heng didn't want to marry, but such a simple sentence made the hearts of the men present in Tianyao cold. Their fairy...

Author's gossip: I struggled for a long time. In fact, I set that most men in this world like men, and men and women do not have the right to marry independently. Then you ask me what to do with women. Hey, women still have some men will like it.Oh, by the way, in two or three days, our little Chen Li will start the road of cultivation.